Friday Night Vinyl (Part 1)

As per plan, I have nothing workout-wise to content with this evening, unless you consider working my way through a bowl of Sun Chips to be “workout”.  It’s only 8:00pm and after a few rounds of Exploding Kittens at The Sanctuary and a small plate of maple-flavored pretzel bites, HRH is already in bed*.

Yup, just consider me as “Dad of the Year”.

Anyway this leaves with the rest of the evening wiiiiiiiide open for some quiet time in the EZ-Boy chair and my book ‘NOFX: The Hepatitis Bathtub and Other Stories‘  ( Jeff Alulis) and some more cheesy Exotica music, the ‘Lure of Paradise‘  album by Andre Kostelanetz.

 

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‘Lure Of Paradise’  is an album by the Russian Easy Listening maestro Andre Kostelanetz (1901–1980), released in 1959 by Columbia Records, is the fitting foil to his 1954 opus ‘Lure Of The Tropics’.  This album is chock-full of 15 orchestral renditions of classics that are baked into 11 tracks. To put it into modern words: Kostelanetz remixes himself! It is exciting to see what has changed during the time span of five years that lies between the release dates of both albums.

Whereas ‘Lure Of The Tropics’  was a strictly orchestral album, ‘Lure Of Paradise’  leaves room for typical curlicues.  It is Easy Listening par excellence without a shadow of a pernicious undertone. And yet, the compositions aren’t saccharine at all costs; they oscillate between romance, mystique, bliss and exuberance.

If you want to read the full write on this album you can click HERE.  But take my word for it:  it’s totally cheeseball; totally awesome.  It’s got a semi-nake Polynesian girl relaxing in a jungle paradise by a rapidly flowing waterfall.

C’mon, that shit is gold!

*Granted she is likely not asleep at all by texting on her woob-woob like a spider monkey on crack but, still, she’s in her room with the door closed and she’s being quiet.  That still counts for something!

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About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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